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I wish I had words to help you feel better. Or a picture. Diabetes sucks.

I'm glad to hear that you're exercising. Something I need to do more of.

You take care of yourself when you do. For me, the lows from exercising intensely during the day sometime don't hit until that evening.

And I hate the types of low that you describe so well. Glad you made it through.

I am so sorry. The emotional pain is even harder than the physical, as if that is not hard enough. Diabetes is sometimes like a ball and chain just when you think you are going to fly. It has taken me years to be able to exercise without "getting sick" like you describe. I let myself be defeated too often. Patiently rest and recover.
That is beauty in action. So is the sunrise.

We have such a narrow range where things are good. I also feel really wiped out by the rollercoastering. It's frustrating.

The exercise is great - but it can add so many more variables.

I don't know about you, but I hate all the variables we deal with. The exercise I do is basketball, which is very fun for me and that outweighs the added complications of all the variables.

A rule of thumb that has worked pretty well for me is that I only correct for about half as much for a high that results from over-treating a low. For some reason, the insulin seems to be hyper-sensitive for me after having had a low.

Just a thought...

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